"𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝙢𝙮 𝗦𝗼𝘂𝗹, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆."
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soul
/sōl/
1. the spiritual or immaterial part of a human being or animal
2. emotional or intellectual energy or intensity, especially as revealed in a work of art
Dec. 2023 - Present
(ongoing;...
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"𝗡𝗔𝗗𝗜𝗬𝗔𝗛."
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"𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗔𝗥𝗘 𝗦𝗢 good with hair. This is beautiful. Would you ever teach me?"
"Girl, it's simple," India chuckled as she pulled the flat iron & comb through the last section of Soul's hair.
"You see what I'm doing right? That's all you gotta do. For every section of hair you'll just do this over and over again until you get your desired look."
Soul smiled. "I love my hair straight."
"Andddd—done. You're all done baby," India put down the flat iron & used her hands to rest her hair over her shoulders.
"Now I'ma go check on them muffins I put in the oven. Ion want my shits burnt. I'll be back in a few to help you with your lashes, unless you don't want any?" She shrugged.
Soul quickly nodded which cued for India to leave. As she admired her new look in the mirror, Spirit came in, snacking on some fruit snacks with a bottle of water in her free hand.
"This again?" Her face twisted at the sight of her hair. "You look much better when your hair is natural, Soul. You do not look like yourself."
Soul turned around & rolled her eyes, snatching a one of the tiny purple grape gummies from the packet & tossing it into her month.
